Page 84 of Knot Their Princess

But all that vanishes the moment his body surges forward, driving his cock deep inside my pussy. I scream with delight, my mouth opening impossibly wide around Cade and Garen, and they use that opportunity to drive in deeper, bumping the back of my throat, growling with delight so deep I can feel it through their cocks inside me.

Ilya fucks me hard and fast from behind, spreading my knees apart on the mattress, tilting my ass up and hitting that spot inside me that makes sparks flash in my vision. And suddenly I’m ripped away from Cade and Garen, Ilya’s hand in my hair pulling me upright as he drives into me from below like a piston firing. My tits bounce as his pelvis slaps my ass over and over, my slick gushing, whine growing obscenely loud as it mixes with the clapping sounds echoing off the bare walls. And when my open-mouthed whine cuts to silent screams, I’m coming hard, my body going taut as Ilya doesn’t let up.

My mouth aches, and it isn’t from the two cocks that had been fucking it. It’s my teeth, my jaw.

“Claim me, Omega,” Ilya growls at my ear, presenting his forearm to my mouth.

Something primal snaps into place inside of me, something feral. My teeth begin to shift, mouth opening wide, and I clamp down on his arm, tasting flesh and sweet blood fill my mouth. Ilya roars as he comes, then his teeth sink into my shoulder where it meets my neck, and I’m coming again on his cock, milking it and begging for more of his cum inside of me. But instead, he hisses and pulls out of my pussy, licks the bite he marked my flesh with.

Despite feeling empty, and a little flare of disappointment in my chest at not receiving his knot, I follow his lead and lick his arm where I marked him. He kisses my shoulder before climbing off the bed, and I catch him in my peripheral walking to one of the chairs by the door, sitting in the empty spot beside Garen in the other.

Then, Cade is in front of me, cupping the back of my head with his hand, kissing my lips, diving his tongue deep inside my mouth, caressing my tongue with gentle care, all the while leading my back to the mattress below, settling himself between my legs.

When the head of his cock bumps my opening, I groan into his mouth, spread myself open as wide as possible, waiting for his next move, wanting him inside me just enough that I’m tempted to grab his ass and pull him into me.

But patience is a virtue. At least I’ve heard that somewhere before.

Cade kisses down my face, kisses my neck on the opposite side of Ilya’s bite, then latches onto my nipple below, and I sigh with pleasure, his tongue flicking against my tightened bud. When he lifts his head, those honey-gold eyes stare down at me with such love and affection, an unbidden sob catches in my throat. But Cade is there, kissing the tears I hadn’t known had fallen from my eyes, lining himself up at my entrance, and easing into me so slowly it rips another sob from my body that ends on a whine.

“I know, baby,” he breathes. “But you can take it. For me.”

My head nods of its own accord, confirming I will absolutely take this pleasure Cade offers me. Ready and willing.

Once he’s all the way inside of me, our hips connected, he pulls out to the head in a quick stroke that has me choking. Then, he’s pushing back into me slow again, and I forget how to breathe. He does this again and again, not picking up any speed, drawing a puddle of my slick onto the bed covers as he works, his expression relaxed, eyes never leaving my face.

It’s like my body is kept in a perpetual state of near-orgasm, and, at first, it’s amazing. But the longer I’m kept there, the higher my frustration builds, until I can’t take it anymore.

“Please, Cade,” I cry. “Make me come. Mark me. Claim me!”

A shudder runs through his body at my words, and at last, he begins to fuck me faster, harder. And I’ve been on the brink for so long, my orgasm punches me in the gut in seconds flat, and I’m screaming, convulsing, my teeth aching. Cade drops low to offer me his shoulder, and I take it into my mouth, my cries of pleasure vibrating through his skin as I bite, and he cries out at the contact. Then, his teeth sink into my right breast, and another orgasm slams through my frame, the puddle of slick on the bed growing embarrassingly large now.

But Cade doesn’t knot me, either, just makes that same hissing sound as he pulls out of my body, licking his mark on me as I do the same to mine, and then he’s gone.

Garen approaches me slowly, and I turn my hazy gaze up at him. He’s looking at me with those gray and chocolate eyes roaming up and down my body before settling on my face. He leans down and slowly licks my lips, and I see blood on his tongue when he stands upright again and swallows.

A shiver of anticipation flows through my bones at the sight.

“Last chance to turn me away, love,” he says. “Otherwise, you’re stuck with us for eternity.”

His voice and scent change on that last line, and I know the “us” he’s talking about is really him.

On jelly-limbs, I climb into a kneeling position and face him, run my hands along his chest, up to his face. “My beautiful Garen,” I breathe. “I love you. All of you. Now, and always. Tell me you want to belong to me.”

His whole body shudders, his eyes closing as he leans into my touch. “I’m yours, love. Always.”

I rise up to kiss his lips, and then squeal when he grips the backs of my thighs and lifts me against his body where my legs wrap around his back. Then he’s on the bed, leaning back with me on top of him, pussy against his rippled abs.

“Would you ride me, love? Use me for your pleasure the way only you know how.”

I moan at this, loving the way he offers himself to me, his arm beneath my thigh, hand gripping his cock and holding it up, angling it at my pussy from behind. I sigh and lean forward, spreading my knees apart and backing up until the head of his cock is inside of me, whining as more of my slick pours out onto his body below. When he’s all the way inside of me, filling my pussy delightfully, I push myself into an upright position, driving him deeper inside of me with a sigh.

I move my hips, rolling and grinding, guiding his cock to all the right spots inside my body, finally leaning back with my hands above his knees, grinding back and forth to drive his head into my G-spot, making him pet me there again and again, faster and faster until my movements become jerky, orgasm trying to come to the surface. But it’s not until Garen’s thumb presses and circles my clit that I explode, crying out his name mixed with some nonsense I can’t even translate. When my teeth begin to ache yet again, I drop forward, ready to strike. But some semblance of consciousness remains.

My hand rubs his left pec, right at his heart. Those beautiful mismatched eyes fill with tears as he nods, yes, then places his hand on my neck on the other side of Ilya’s shoulder bite, asking to mark me where everyone will be able to see it.

I nod back at him, offering what I hope is a smile, before I dive in and bite into his pectoral. His scream of pleasure fills the room as his cum fills my pussy, and he’s there at my neck, sinking his teeth in to claim me, drawing another wave of pleasure through my body.

It’s when we’re licking at the wounds that the bed shifts again, Cade and Ilya both joining us.